His Majesty - Prince Spain x Traveler Reader (7)More Like This
Chapter 7 - Carelessly
The moment Antonio’s horse trotted up to the flipped wagon, he was hit with worry. The wooden carriage was splintered in several locations, the front wheels completely broken apart. Your donkey was a few yards away standing next to a pine tree, appearing to be unharmed. The only question that remained was…where were you?
Antonio hopped down from his horse and signaled for his men to stay on guard, in case whatever happened to you was done by bandits. He gulped as he stepped closer to your wagon, his green eyes glancing every so often around him in caution. The prince could only relate this incident to his books that he’d read since he hadn’t ever stepped foot outside of the kingdom since he was a mere child. In fact, the surrounding woods appeared a bit foreboding
Assassin!Romano X Target!Reader~ HitmanMore Like This
Assassin!Romano X Target!Reader~ Hitman
"I have a...particular assignment for you."
He leaned my weight on my elbows on the railing of the overhanging balcony. Underneath him, was clusters of citizens visiting various shops and stands along the endless rows of establishments. His dark eyes ran along the crowd and the stragglers waiting on the escalator to go up a level of the mall.
His slender fingers found itself on the hilt of his combat knife that lied in the pocket of his leather jacket. He scraped my fingernail against the wood, giving him a sensation of comfort. A knife in his hand always seemed to be the remedy for his nervousness. And the source of that emotion lied amongst the civilians that crowded around below. He couldn't seem to find his particular target, and the thought of failing was deep in the back of his mind.
"What kind of assignment, sir?"
The palm of his hand pressed harder
Cop!Spain X Thief!Reader~ Auction Sniper IVMore Like This
Cop!Spain X Thief!Reader~ Auction Sniper IV
"Hey, chica! It's Cristmas break~!" Antonio exclaimed, slamming open the front door.
I grunted in response, still angry at him for putting Lovino behind bars. My thumbs worked wonders as it repeatedly tapped through channels on the television remote. It only took me a few seconds to realize what he actually said to me. "What?!"
He placed his jacket on the coat rack and threw an arm over my shoulder. "Don't worry~, we're going to have some fun!"
I gave him a threatening glare, but then I returned my attention to the television. I took a quick swig out of my glass of water, and put on an episode of Spongebob.
I did a spit take, spraying
Cop!Spain X Thief!Reader~ Auction SniperMore Like This
Cop!Spain X Thief!Reader~ Auction Sniper
The beautiful art of...auction sniping. No, it's not bringing a rifle into an auction room and setting it ablaze- it's more of a stealth act. Anyone can come by and steal an item from an auction, but once you get to the big bucks- around forty million per item, then you need experience. It's not about the strength of your sidearm or the softness on your feet, it's about how slick your tongue is and the deftness of your fingers.
Lying can get you far in life- in a thief's perspective, of course. The sharpness of your tongue is obtained through constant practice. It's simple really- create a logical lie, and tell it with a sweet smile. You start with simple things, like lying to your parents about going to your friend's house when you're actually sneaking to your boyfriend's- take that from experience. Then, you pull up your big boy pants and start telling random stories to your neighbors. Make sure to make the s
Cop!Spain X Thief!Reader~ Auction Sniper IIMore Like This
Cop!Spain X Thief!Reader~ Auction Sniper II
"...He was like, 'If I catch you again, I'll throw you into a jail cell to rot.' What cop says that?" I said to Lovino, while we were eating dinner after the raid. I was picking at mashed potatoes on my plate, while he sipped on some wine. We wore casual clothes, like hoodies and jeans, when we were off duty. We sat at a corner table at a pub that Lovino had a few acquaintances in.
"Do you remember his name? I can hire some assassins to fuck him up," Lovino offered, chuckling slightly.
"I forgot his name. I knew he told me it at some point," I admitted. "Besides, he was pretty hot- I mean I dig Spaniards." I took a small bite of my mashed and grimaced at its grimy taste.
Lovino set down his w
2p! Italy x Reader Run Ragazza run ~More Like This
2P!Italy x Reader
Run Ragaza , Run~
'Run' was all you could do to escape from him
From his grasp ...
From his devious smirk ...
...From what he has become ...
"Ragazza (Y/N) , WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU !!!"he screamed in the dinning room flipping over the dinning room table , you were hidden in the closet where Romano hid you before Italy murdered him ....
...Craziness isn't the correct word to put this in ...
...He was completely Insane....
...Or even worse...
... He was 2P !...
A sudden flash of light filled the dark space that you were in as the closet door broke off revealing that murderous purplish pink/reddish eyes that were once beautiful brownish eyes that were always kept closed.
His Beautiful skin now tanned lightly and covered with blood of family and friends
That once Blue military outfit now replaced with a decorated WW2 Italian Brigade Uniform that is a bit shredded also blood stains...